Chapter 2

chapter two JACE'S HIGH-IN-THE-SKY IMPENETRABLE Tpcc voeTPESS OF POWEP!!! This is where I live. I know it's not like a real-deal home with fancy junk like bathrooms and curtains, but I think it's pretty okay. The tree house used to belong to my scummy little foster brother. Y'know, before... But I've made some major additions since all the terror went down.

Now, why does a thirteen-year-old need a tree house that's better-defended than Fort Knox, Stark Tower, and the X-Mansion combined? Because a MASS of zombie hordes and monster brutes have taken over Wakefield (and, as far as I know, the whole freaking world)! You probably know what zombies are, but in case you've been living in a hole, let me break down the horror— Classic Zombie Constant, creepy moaning. Those empty eyes—they're spooksville Bite you and you're one of them. Andead! stink like hot garbage. Slow, until they get close—then fast!

There are other monsters, too. Like the Dozers—big, hulking brutes that resemble two-legged rhinoceroses. And the Winged Wretches—flying beasts like mutated pterodactyls. And there are also the Vine-Thingies—long red

vines that are alive. I mean, yeah, I know plants are alive—but these are like alive alive. They turn backyards into treacherous jungles! Now, keep in mind, these aren't real-deal scientific names. I'm no monsterologist. And all that's just scratching the surface. Almost every day I discover some new thing that is horrific and hair-raising and makes you wanna hurl. Now, you're probably wondering why I'm telling you all this. Y'know, why you're privy to the thoughts and ramblings of a kid trying to stay alive during the Monster Apocalypse. I'll tell you. It's 'cause I think it's important that future people know what it was like in the time after the monsters arrived. Also, I'd like to be remembered—just in case I get eaten one of these days. Like this...

Now, how you remember me—well, only time will tell... Like I said, before the Monster Apocalypse I was an orphan. Well, I guess I still am an orphan, strictly speaking, but you know what I mean. The last family I got stuck with—the Robinsons —they were the worst. As soon as the monsters showed up, they just hightailed it. I wasn't all that surprised they left me behind. Honestly, I'm kinda sure the only reason they took me in in the first place was because they wanted someone to rake the leaves...

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